Killing Me Softly
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life, with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I heard he sang a good song
I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him and listen for a while
And there he was this young boy
A stranger to my eyes
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life, with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I felt all flushed with fever
Embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish
But he just kept right on
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life, with his words
Killing me softly with his song
He sang as if he knew me
In all my dark despair
And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there
And he just kept on singing
Singing clear and strong
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life, with his words
Killing me softly with his song!
Matándome en voz baja
Rasguando mi dolor con los dedos
Cantando mi vida con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Contar toda mi vida, con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Escuché que cantaba una buena canción
Escuché que tenía un estilo
Así que vine a verlo y escucharlo por un tiempo
Y allí estaba este muchacho
Un extraño a mis ojos
Rasguando mi dolor con los dedos
Cantando mi vida con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Contar toda mi vida, con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Me sentí toda enrojecida de fiebre
Avergonzado por la multitud
Sentí que encontró mis cartas y leyó cada una en voz alta
Recé para que terminara
Pero se mantuvo justo en
Rasguando mi dolor con los dedos
Cantando mi vida con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Contar toda mi vida, con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Cantaba como si me conociera
En toda mi desesperación oscura
Y luego miró a través de mí como si no estuviera allí
Y él seguía cantando
Cantando claro y fuerte
Rasguando mi dolor con los dedos
Cantando mi vida con sus palabras
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Matándome suavemente con su canción
Contar toda mi vida, con sus palabras
¡Matándome suavemente con su canción!